It’s not easy, trying to be a 33-year-old nice Jewish boy (NJB). And I do try. Ok I didn’t become a lawyer, but journalism isn’t such a disaster. Small pay cheques of course, but appearing in the pages of the JC wins lots of conversation points at shul kiddush. I have a nice Jewish girlfriend too, my twentysomething adventures forgiven, if not forgotten.
Then someone like Jon Ossoff comes along and ruins it for all of us. Ossoff is the newest senator from Georgia, whose somewhat unexpected victory in Tuesday’s Senate runoff has transformed the American political map. With Ossoff and Raphael Warnock narrowly winning both Georgia seats, Democrats now have a razor thin majority in the Senate and full control of Congress and the White House. Put simply, they can govern. The world will be a different place because of what happened in Georgia this week.
And Ossoff, well, he’s put the rest of us NJBs to shame. He’s 33, a suburban boy from Atlanta and former BBC journalist, with a master’s degree from the London School of Economics. Three years ago, when I first wrote about Ossoff's political aspirations, we were both young Jewish dilettante hacks on the make. By the time I interviewed him at a railway museum in Savannah a few weeks back, he was on the cusp of reshaping America, a handsome, clean cut, shirtsleeves rolled-up, shayna punim sort of young politician who turns suburban women voters out by the chevy-full and charms all the bubbes at Rosh Hashanah. And I was still a not-quite-so-young Jewish dilettante hack on the make.
At least he’s not a doctor, quipped Ben Jacobs, a US journalist, as the NJBs of Twitter absorbed the fact one of our number had just been elevated to political royalty. Not so fast though. His wife Alisha Kramer is, of course, a doctor. An obstetrician in fact. Adorably they’ve been together since high school. It’s too much. It’s hopeless. The rest of us can just give up and go home.